Watching Han Xuhan leaving the dueling field, Elder Shen's emotions were indescribable.
A little brat with a mind no less twisted than some old monsters of the deceptive Dao path... If he were allowed to continue on the path of cultivation, unimpeded, he'd probably become a dreaded competitor to every practitioner in this road.
For a moment, he couldn't help but feel tempted to find a way to recruit this brat as his personal disciple. But then, if both the master and the disciple were to walk the path of deception, they'd probably spend the rest of their lives scheming to harm each other...
Shuddering at that idea, Elder Shen discarded those wayward thoughts and focused on the matter at hand.
The frightening conclusion of his deduction could not manage to weigh down his weathered heart. The only effect the shock and awe had on him was to awaken a spark of the drying passion inside him, a passion towards the grand Dao of deception!
